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A Half a mile from the Ecounty fair
And the Drain came pourin' Adown
A Me and Billy Estandin' there
With a Dsilver half a Acrown
AHands full of a Efishin' rods
And the Dtackle on our Abacks
AWe just stood there Egettin' wet
With our Dbacks against the Afence
Bm Oh, the wEater,
Bm Oh, the wEater,
Bm Oh, the wEater,
D Hope it don't rain all dAay
And it Astoned me Eto my soul D A
AStoned me just like EJelly Roll
And it Dstoned Ame
And it Astoned me Eto my soul D A
AStoned me just like Egoin' home
And it Dstoned Ame
Then the Arain let up, and the Esun came up
And our Dbodies were gettin' Adry
AAlmost let a Epick-up truck Dnearly pass us Aby
ASo we jumped right in and the Edriver grinned
And he Ddropped us up the Aroad
AWe saw the swim and we Ejumped right in
Not to Dmention the fishing Apoles
BmOh, the Ewater, (x3)
DFeel it run all over Ame
Chorus
AOn the way back home we were Esinging a song,
But our Dthroats were getting Edry
AThen we saw the man from Eacross the road
With the Dsunshine in his Aeyes
AWell he lived all alone in Ehis own little home
With a Dgreat big gallon Ajar
AThere were bottles too, one forE me and you,
And he Dsaid, "Hey! there you aAre"
BmOh, the Ewater, (x3)
DGet it myself from the mountain Astream
Chorus
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